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Are you alright?

Sure. Ha ha. Was I right?

Is this the kind of fun you want to share

with your friends or what?

It's a little bit radical for 6:00 in the morning, isn't it?

Never.

Ah, you were right, it was a lot of fun

for me, anyway.

This is a nice place for a picnic.

I can just see it cooling in the evening

you know, the sun sort of setting down over the hills.

We ought to think about having a double date up here.

Ah, well, I don't think this is Marcie's sort of thing.

In the meantime, why don't you get cleaned up?

We got a full day's work ahead of us.

Want to race back?

You are a glutton for punishment, aren't you?

I sure need a lift.

Hey, lighten up, will you?

Thank you. How far are you going?

I don't know. How far are you going?

Las Vegas.

Umm, publisher's convention children's books.

Kid's books, huh?

You don't look like the, publishing type.

Oh, well, I'm a commercial artist.

This could be my big break, too.

I'm supposed to meet a publisher

and if he likes my sketches he's going to take me

to New York to do some illustrations.

Hey, that's terrific.

You're, uh, traveling kind of light, though.

Oh, would you believe it?

I put my bag on the bus

and I just went to the ladies' room

and when I came out, the bus left.

But don't you think you, uh, take

a big chance hitching a ride?

Well, don't you think you take a big chance picking me up?

Ha, ha, ha. Oh, I don't think so.

You're a real student of human nature, aren't you?

Well, I know about chicks that hitchhike.

If you wait till tonight I can take you to Vegas myself.

I-I don't think so.

Hey, where are you going to sleep?

What are you going to eat, huh?

'I mean you're broke, right?'

Well, yeah, so artists are always broke.

There are ways to fix that.

'Uh, let's just change the subject, okay?'

Alright, brace yourself and sit still.

I'll get us some pocket money.

Umm, I forgot something.

Could you just drop me off at the next exit, please?

I'll be right back.

Are you hurt?

The real world, baby.

Hey, come back! Wait!

Oh, thank you.

They just called the school and told me my mother is sick

and I-I just missed the bus

and I've really, never hitchhiked before

but I didn't know what else to do.

I couldn't look at him.

He held his handkerchief up to his face.

He grabbed my hair. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Mrs. Williams, I want you to take slow, deep breaths.

'There's nothing to be sorry for.'

Listen to me, slow, deep breaths.

'Come on.'

'Everything's okay now.'

'Slow and deep.'

'Okay?'

She's only been accosted, robbed, and brutalized.

- Hey, hey, Bonnie. - I'm sorry.

This kind of thing makes me mad.

Can she give an ID on the assailant?

Not now!

Uh-uh. Not yet.

I'm going to follow her to Valley General, okay?

Okay, we'll take care of the car.

- Foreman's looking for you. - I'm right here.

You keep taking two-hour lunch breaks every couple days

you're gonna end up waiting on the unemployment line.

Ha, ha, ha, I've been there before.

Where the heck you spend your time anyway?

Some girl you're chasing after?

Nope.

It's pigeons... chasing and plucking.

Pigeons?

Yeah, it's kind of fun, too.

Of course, it's not easy.

First you got to learn how to spot them.

I don't think you're the type.

Oh, thanks. I just missed...what?

Oh.

Thanks a lot.

You just made me lose a ride.

Figures. Hitchhiking's a loser's game.

Aw, that's not for me, is it?

Pedestrians, bicyclists, and other non-motorized traffic

'prohibited on the freeway.'

Oh, well...

Yeah, but I don't know the rules.

Look, I've never done this before

but my car broke down, and I have to get to Beverly Hills.

'I'm a private music teacher'

'and these kids that I babysit'

the last time that I was late

they tore the whole place apart and broke this beautiful vase

and I almost lost my job.

How about your life?

Any time you hitch a ride

you take the chance of losing it.

'Now, may I see some identification, please?'

Ooh, look at that, Bonnie.

None for me.

Oop.

No, no, no, go ahead.

Why does the laughter always die down when I walk into a room?

Oh, no, Sarge. That's not true.

We just thought maybe you had some business..

...something serious to say.

Well, not really, I, I just thought I'd stroll in here.

I wanted to tell Bonnie how much I appreciate

her teaching that woman's self-defense class again.

I think that's really marvelous, don't you?

I do too, Bonnie. Good for you.

She has requested that I ask for some volunteer assistants.

- Well, there you go, Steve. - You got it, McLeish.

Me?

Yeah, they all got their Form 33s to do.

Look, a guy with your athletic ability..

...I mean, you're a natural.

Well, wait a minute, wait a minute.

What's this all about? Somebody fill me in.

Ah, it's simple. I've done it.

Then why don't you come with me?

I'm busy that evening.

You don't even know what evening that is.

I know I'm busy.

Okay, I guess I'm your man.

If I wasn't a feminist, I'd kiss you.

You know, I get the feeling

since this Marcie lady came along Jon's free evenings

are about a thing of the past.

Hey, I've only known her a little while

so don't be tying any tin cans on my bumper.

- Hey, Jon. - Yes.

Excuse me.

Happiness is a fleeting thing.

Enjoy it while you have it.

Thank you, Harlan.

- Yes, I think so.

Okay, stay in the car, and I'll send help.

LA 15-7-david in pursuit of a hit-and-run.

'Light green 4-door, 202-ocean-sam-adam'

'heading East out on Montana from 26.'

I think it's the bump and booster.

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Ha ha! Ha ha! Ha ha!

- Hi, Marcie. - Aren't you handsome.

- Not quite.

- Now I'm ready. - Let's go.

Next.

Hi, they said I had to come down in person so here I am.

Well, my dog ate the..

She's just a little teeny cockapoo

and she kind of gets into everything.

My niece had one of those dogs.

I hate the little monsters.

Alright, you have several options, Miss Pendleton.

You can go to court, you can pay the fine now

or you can take the safety awareness class for females

in which event there will be no fine

and the violation will be dismissed.

- Well.. - Take the class. Fine.

Time, place, and instructions are listed here.

'It will be your responsibility to return'

the certificate of completion to this court within 30 days.

Next.

Thanks. Have a nice day.

'Alright, that's it.'

Steve, remember, safety awareness class, 8:00 sharp.

I'll be there. Sounds like fun.

I've explained the requirements to him.

Oh, thanks, Jon.

You know, I studied a little judo

and tumbling and stuff like that.

Oh, don't worry, it'll be fine.

Well, I know, I just want you to know

I can take some pretty spectacular falls.

We can make it look really good.

Swell.

Yo.

Uh, yeah, hey, Jon, it's for you.

- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.

Hello.

'Hi, Jon, it's Marcie.'

Hi, Marcie, this is a nice surprise, what's happening?

Oh, my brother's just landed in town.

Actually, he's just stopping over for a couple of hours

on his way to boot camp, but he's my only brother.

Yeah, well, I'd love to meet him.

You know, I've been to boot camp

maybe I can give him a few clues.

Oh, you're a love, but see

he just broke off a two-year engagement

with a girl my mother and father both love

And so I gotta stay here

'and talk to my folks long-distance.'

So, I-I really just have to cancel tonight, I'm sorry, Jon.

Fine, fine, Marcie, there's no problem.

Look, just give me a call in the morning, would you, please?

- Great. - Alright, bye-bye.

Bye-bye, Jon.

I'd like you to try to forget

that Officer McLeish and I are experienced at self-defense.

What I'd like you to take home this evening is

that anybody with proper training..

Ya!

Can handle a would-be attacker.

- I thought you couldn't come. - Oh, Marcie had to cancel.

How's it going? The fall looked great.

That wasn't a fall.

'Steve.'

Woman's trying to kill me.

Okay, let's see what's possible with

a throat attack from behind.

Okay, the next one's a little more complicated.

Officer McLeish is going to grab me

around the waist from behind.

And throw you on your head.

Oh! Jeez!

Aaah!

'This is like all-star wrestling.'

Woah! Aah!

Now you know how the other half feels.

Okay, we've had some laughs

but let's not be fooled by the fun.

Personal safety is a very serious business.

It may be a matter of life and death.

Think positive and think power

because you do have it, and this is just--

Not some guy off the street.

Pretty good, huh?

This is CHP Officer Jon Baker and I think

that Jon's got something serious to talk to us about.

'Isn't that right, Jon?'

'I think what Bonnie's talking about'

'is not some half-imagined..'

..."them" or "they" or some foggy face out there.

This character is out there right now.

We call him "The bump and boost 'em bandit."

'He, uh, uses stolen vehicles to rear-end his victims'

'and he usually attacks elderly ladies.'

'Now, when the victim pulls over'

'and they go to exchange insurance information'

that's when he assaults them, robs them, and takes off.

'So, if you see a man, uh..'

Uh, keep your eye on the guy if he's approaching, um

especially if he covers his face with a handkerchief.

'Uh, bring as much attention to your car as you can'

'honking and so on.'

If, uh, any of you come in contact with this man

please get in touch with us, okay? Thank you.

'Okay, thanks, Jon.'

'That concludes our class.'

Uh, anybody that wants individual instruction

can come back in 10 minutes.

Otherwise, you're free to go

once I validate your certificates, okay?

Right over here.

- Jon, I'm so embarrassed. - Oh, that's okay.

Marcie Pendleton, Steve McLeish.

- Hi. Nice to meet you. - Well, hello.

- Heard a lot about you. - Thank you.

When I saw you walk in, I nearly died.

Like when I saw you... I mean the last time I heard--

I know, I was delivering some packages

and I got stopped for speeding.

I just couldn't tell you, I mean how could I ever live that down?

You mean, you went through that whole story

just to hide a speeding ticket from me?

You are something else, you know that?

Marcie Pendleton!

No, you are.

Remember, hitchhiking is no way to get anywhere.

- Here you go. - Thanks.

Which is why I said speeding because hitchhiking is stupid

and I'm not really the type.

'But when your car has a flat'

'and your spare has no air'

and you've got a heavy exam

and I'm five miles from the school..

...you really don't have much of a choice.

Marcie, there's no excuse for hitchhiking.

- Jon, please don't be sore. - I'm not sore.

I care about you, I just don't want you

to end up as another dumb statistic.

Do you see why I didn't want to tell him?

That isn't the point.

Okay, okay, so what? Do you hate me now or what?

Of course I don't hate you.

Good, because I want to show you guys something.

You know that guy you were talking about

"bump 'em bandit" or whatever?

- Because he tried to rob me.

Where

Well, that was the night that everybody chipped in

and I went out for pizza.

It was two weeks ago tomorrow, and I was driving Lisa's car..

...she's one of the neighbors in my building.

'And, Jon, just like you said'

that guy came up from behind me and bashed right into me.

I was on Ventura Boulevard just past Balboa.

And when he started to walk up beside the car..

I still get the shakes when I think about it.

Okay, Marcie, this is, uh, official but informal.

Just run it down as it happened.

I'll pass it on to the Sheriff's investigators.

They'll take the formal statement.

Okay, um, well, none of the girls

in the building wanted to cook that night

so I got the privilege of going out for burgers and fries.

Was it burgers or pizza?

No, you're right, it was, um, it was pizzas.

See, I wanted burgers, but I got voted down.

So, then on the way home

I was heading down Victory Boulevard

when this car came from be--

Uh, wait a minute, you told me Ventura Boulevard, remember?

- No, you said Victory.

Jon...um, let her finish.

I meant Ventura, you know.

'Okay. Ventura. Then?'

'So then this guy...the one you call "bump 'em bandit"..'

'...he came right up behind my car and ran into me.'

'My friend's car, I mean.'

You know, he just bumped right into it.

I felt the hit from right behind, and, and..

- Well, you guys got here early. - We weren't early.

You were late.

I was going to help you unload them.

Yeah, well, we already unloaded.

Oh, yeah, Barbara, this is Marcie. Marcie, Barbara.

- Hi. - Hello!

I'll tell you what. I'll gas them up.

We already gassed them up.

Well, I guess there's nothing left for me to do.

Well, just have a good time

and give me some space so I can, too.

Gotcha.

You guys weren't kidding about getting away from it all.

Alright, Desert Dale's just over the hill

so we're really not miles from nowhere.

Take it you've never spent a weekend in Desert Dale.

I hope I do better than last time.

Well, they're real tricky at first

but once you get used to the steering

you're going to have a lot of fun.

Jon didn't tell me that, uh, you've ridden these before.

I just found out.

She rode some of the first ones.

'Aah.'

Steer it into the hill.

I can't, Jon.

Are you alright?

It just started going down hill

and, uh, I couldn't get it into gear.

Hey, sarge, you want to see me?

Yeah, come on in, Jon. Shut the door.

Wow, that serious, huh?

From the hip, okay?

From the hip. Sure, always.

Marcie's story doesn't wash.

Doesn't wash? Why not?

She's been kicked out of two or three schools

she's been fired from every job she's ever had.

That's ridiculous.

Jon, the line on her is she's a pathological liar.

Okay, uh, what about the sketch she drew of the guy?

She knew his MO. What about the MO?

You can keep the sketch

and she heard you describe the MO, so..

So, I might have been wrong about some of the details.

It was a month ago, and my head's so full

of art school and job interviews

'and, frankly, Jon, part of the reason'

'I haven't been able to focus lately is you.'

I didn't want you to see me like this.

I really wanted to be beautiful for you.

Hey, Marcie, why don't you drop it?

Why were you kicked out of school?

And why can't you keep a job

So, this is what you get when you let

a cop into your life, "Why Why?"

This is what you get when you can't tell the truth.

Don't lay that trip on me, Jon.

It's called compulsive lying.

It's pathological. It's not under your control.

Tell me more, doctor.

'You tell me more.'

My therapist, one of them how did he put it?

"Low anxiety tolerance, poor self image."

My parents...Madame wonderful, the fashion designer.

General Spectacular, the genius fighter pilot..

They're super-achievers, Jon

and I can't live up to them.

So, I just keep creating new Marcies

everyone new and different.

And that way, I don't have to deal

with the Marcie who has the problem.

What about you and me? Is that a lie?

You and me?

It must be you and the real me, huh?

Because if it's a lie, Jon..

...this one really hurts.

'Any unit in position'

'a citizen's report of an 11-81 at Grant and Second.'

'Be on the lookout.. a blue Ford Westbound on Grant.'

'Units responding, identify.'

Aah! What's wrong with you guys? What did I do?

Put your left hand on your head.

What's the matter with you guys?

Stay back! Get back! Get back!

Aah!

What are you, stuck for a word?

- No, I was just thinking. - Huh.

Listen, I'd like to offer my help

'if you've got a problem I don't know about. Huh?'

It's a personal thing.

Oh, well, that I know about.

Are you withdrawing your offer?

Oh, no, it's just that I got to go meet my mother.

She's going to buy me a pair of shoes.

Well, I got these small feet and everything.

Hey, Harlan, I understand your feeling

but what we're talking about here is the truth

so you don't have to make up some kind of excuse

to save my feelings, alright?

Just go, but tell me the truth, alright?

- I am. - Yeah, well, okay.

My mother always buys my shoes.

Well, he does have small feet.

Looking for another volunteer?

It's pretty certain that Wally Bartel

is "The bump and boost 'em bandit".

Unfortunately, not one woman could

or would give us a positive make on the guy.

He's probably home in time for dinner.

What about the blue Ford? Any fingerprints?

They haven't come up with any.

Can't one of you guys tie him to that car?

I mean, didn't you seem him get out of it?

We saw him taking off in the jeep. That's all.

He was in the car. We know that.

He almost killed that woman.

It's too bad one of you guys can't lie a little.

Oh, that's funny.

It was meant to be..

...a little.

Yeah, I guess I'm, uh..

Jon, if I was meddling in your personal affairs

I'd say you are a little bit out of sync.

We need Marcie's help.

'If she could give it, I think she would.'

And she can only be helped if she wants to be

and if she wants to be, it may be because of you.

Now, that's what I'd say but I'm not meddling.

Hey, you want somebody to come along?

Hey, it's my problem. Alright?

Uh...thanks a lot.

I can't do it.

You were there. You saw what happened.

Jon...I'm.. I..

...I can't even remember what story I told.

I can't do it.

Marcie, look, you're doing a pretty good job

of making me, my boss, my friends look foolish.

'If I mean anything to you--'

Jon...you mean everything to me

or I wouldn't even be listening.

Then hear me. The man's a felon.

- Oh, Jon.. - 'He's sadistic.'

And he's going to do it over and over and over again

until he kills somebody..

...unless you just come with me and tell the simple truth.

So, if I do, who's going to believe me?

I am!

Well, uh, who am I going to talk to?

Me.

I mean, there'll be a Sheriff's investigator there

and the sergeant will be there, but you'll talk to me.

That's all.

Okay.

And if that's the way it's got to be

then I'll see you down there tomorrow morning.

Okay, great.

I know that wasn't easy for you, Mrs. Williams.

I hope it helps, what little I could say.

- That would be nice.

- I think so.

I know we've got jasmine spice.

I just didn't think a thing like that could happen to me.

Come on.

He offered me a ride on Santa Monica Boulevard

near Dover Avenue.

Okay, what kind of car was it? Do you remember that?

I don't know. It was nice, wasn't it?

'How about you telling me?'

It was nice.

I think it was blue..

...or green, I'm not sure.

'Okay, just talk about what you're sure of.'

Do you remember what you talked about?

No, I don't remember anything special.

Did he, did he hint about anything he was planning to do?

No.

No!

The second I saw what was happening, I..

I saw him push her or hit her.

I mean, it wasn't the second that I saw

but I-I-I couldn't believe it was happening.

Alright, just take it easy.

When he came back to the car..

...I saw that he had her purse

and that's when I ran.

Excuse me, may I put in something here?

Go ahead.

Is this the only time that you were ever with Wally Bartel?

What do you mean?

Well, he picks up a girl hitchhiking

and then commits a blatant crime with her as a witness..

...not as an accomplice?

- Hey, butt out! - Ease off.

- Jon, sit down. - What--

Sit down.

Marcie, listen to me now.

Okay? Come on.

I just want you to say everything, okay?

Don't quit now. Just go on.

Oh, God, I hit on him for the ride.

He didn't offer.

And I played a game.

I-I started to..

To let him think that..

That I might be easy.

And then he said..

Isaid that..

...that I, um, was going to Vegas.

And he said that he would take me.

'And then I..'

I said something about being broke

and that's when he said he would get the money for us.

That could explain the sketch.

Yeah, that checks with what Mrs. Williams remembers.

And with her statement and Marcie's

we just might be able to shake loose some other witnesses.

Just might.

Um..

...Jon.

I'll, uh.. I'll take her home.

You go get him, huh?

You want to go for a ride?

Well, you bet I do.

Vegas, huh?

- Hey, uh, buddy.

- Hi, Jon.

Come on in. Let's talk.

I don't think we have to. This says it all.

Oh, an ad agency in San Francisco

said I can start tomorrow, I have a job.

Oh, well, that's kind of sudden, isn't it?

You're telling me. It's a personnel shift.

Isn't it great, though?

I don't know. Is it?

Well, it's not that we're going to be so far apart, you know.

I mean, I know we're not going to be

seeing much of each other..

Please, Jon, let me off the hook on this one, okay?

If that's what you want.

- Congratulations. - Dynamite guy, Jon Baker.

- Oh, sure.

Will you send me some of your artwork?

Oh, you bet.

You know, you're a dynamite girl.

You..

...that's for real.

'Hey, Marcie..'

...you don't need any make-believe.

You didn't believe me for a second, did you?

Jon..

...I need a new beginning.

I need a fresh start.

And if this works out

it's going to be because of you.

That was always the truth.

Where's Marcie?

Oh, she had this rich uncle that died

that left her a $2 million Rembrandt.

She's having it framed. Where's Barbara?

Uh, well, she was pressing an old Italian tapestry

and the iron fell on her foot.

Oh, stood you up, huh?

Yeah.

'You, too?'

Yeah.

Let's get out of here.